Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 266

"Cecilia, come over here."

Cecilia stood rooted to the spot and said, "I'm not going over there; you're standing in a dangerous place. If you slip and fall, and take me with you, I'm done for. I still want to live. I still want your wealth."

Owen's face turned gloomy.

The car lights were dim, and Cecilia couldn't see his expression clearly.

Even if his face turned sour, he was still handsome.

"So, you're hoping for my death?"

"I was hoping for your death before, and even more so after marrying you. Ha, once you kick the bucket, I can inherit your wealth."

"If you really want it so badly, I'll transfer all my assets to you when we get back. Don't always wish for my death. From your words, it feels like I've died and come back to life hundreds of times."

Cecilia burst out laughing, "Really? Then let's go do the paperwork tomorrow. You give me your shares, real estate, shops, and savings, then I'll become the richest woman in Pinehurst, haha!"

Seeing her happy, Owen's gloomy mood lightened up.

He couldn't help but laugh, "Cecilia, you're the most self-deprecating woman I've ever met. You're not greedy, yet you always portray yourself as such. You're kind, yet you always portray yourself as wicked."

"You're laughing, looks like you don't want to die anymore. If you don't want to die, then come over here. If you accidentally fall, I'll be devastated."

Owen looked back. It was indeed very dangerous.

He didn't look back at the cliff and just started walking in the opposite direction.

As he got closer, Cecilia took two steps forward, pulled him over, and started hitting him.

Owen was all confused, not understanding why she was hitting him.

"You jerk, why are you trying to copy others by jumping off the cliff? Why do you want to disappear? What's the point of having a phone? Why did you turn it off? Who are you trying to scare? Who are you trying to make worried? Is it Ruby? Let me tell you, when your phone was off, Ruby didn't care where you went or what you did. She only cared when you would come to comfort her and solve her problems. She couldn't find you and even called me, blaming me for hiding you and not answering her calls. If she dares to come to the coffee shop to find me, I'll definitely give her a good beating. Why do your problems with her have to involve me? If I didn't owe you a favor, I wouldn't care less if you died. Why would I hide you from her? You're not some valuable treasure that increases in value when hidden. Being hidden only makes you older and devalues you. Then what's the point in collecting you? By doing so, Ruby isn't worried about you at all. Only your grandfather is worried about you. He was trembling and came to find me with his cane. He was crying, worried that you might faint at any moment. To get me to come to find you, your grandfather almost knelt down to me, he was practically shortening my lifespan. You're such an idiot, haven't you seen women before? Is it worth it to jump off a cliff for Ruby? Let me tell you, if you really died, Ruby wouldn't even shed a tear. What do you think you are in her heart? You're not even comparable to Mr. Coleman's little finger."

Cecilia was continuously hitting and scolding Owen.

Her scolding was powerful.

Her words were like needles, piercing Owen all over.

Owen suddenly grabbed her and stopped her from hitting him.

Cecilia struggled in his arms, and angrily said, "Mr. Malicious, let me go. I haven't hit enough yet."

"You've been hitting and scolding me for so long, you must be tired. Rest in my arms."

"Rest! What rest? Let me go; I don't want to rest in your arms at all. You think your arms are attractive?"

Owen didn't let go.

He forcefully pressed her head into his chest.

Her struggle was like tickling to him.

"Cecilia, let me explain, I didn't want to commit suicide or jump off the cliff. I don't even know how I ended up here. I felt that this place was good for me to regain my composure, so I stayed here."

Holding Cecilia, Owen's cold heart gradually warmed up.

"How can a positive person like me commit suicide? I definitely won't jump off the cliff. Besides, people who drown are bloated and ugly. I'm too handsome to die in such an ugly manner."

Cecilia couldn't break free from his hug, so she twisted his arm hard.

He screamed in pain.

After he finished screaming, Cecilia cleaned her ears and said in disgust, "You scream so horribly, even pigs being slaughtered don't scream as horribly as you."

"It hurts so much!"

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"Yes, yes, I deserve it."

Owen let go of her, rubbing the place she had twisted, and asked her, "Was it really my grandfather who asked you to come find me? Or, was it you who wanted to come look for me?"

"Do I have spare time to come find you? I was afraid your grandfather would kneel to me and shorten my lifespan, so I came to find you. Mr. Malicious, I'm providing extra service now, you have to pay me a service fee."

Owen found her amusing, "We're a married couple after all, don't always talk about money with me."

"What kind of couple are we, don't you have a clear understanding? Don't play the husband role in front of me, we're just business partners."

Seeing that he was okay, Cecilia turned around and left, saying, "You hugged me just now, remember to pay a thousand dollars for the service fee."

Owen was speechless.

He followed her and suddenly asked, "How much does it cost to sleep with you?"

Cecilia suddenly stopped, turned around, and tried to kick him. Owen dodged quickly, otherwise, he would have been kicked into the sea!

"What do you take me for?"

Owen also suddenly realized that this question might make her misunderstood as a prostitute, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Cecilia, I didn't mean it, I was just talking too much, I'm brainless!"

"Get lost!"

Cecilia scolded him and headed back to her car, quickly reversing to a wider spot and driving off.

At that point she was not worried about leaving Owen behind at all.

"Cecilia, Cecilia!"

Owen chased after her and tried to reason with her, "Why are you so impatient, getting angry over a small thing. Cecilia, wait for me, I haven't gotten in the car yet! Weren't you here to pick me up, I haven't gotten in the car yet!"

Owen gave chase for a bit, but maybe because he hadn't eaten or drank anything all day, at that point he felt both hungry and thirsty. He was so exhausted that he couldn't chase anymore.

He stopped, huffing and puffing.

After catching his breath, he quickly turned back and ran to his car. Like Cecilia, he reversed the car to a spot where he could turn around, switched directions, and then floored the gas pedal.

Just two minutes into his drive, the car came to a halt!

He was out of gas!

Oh my God, what was he going to do?!

There were no gas stations around, and even the nearest one was far off.

Cursing a bit, Owen quickly pulled out his phone. After turning it on, he began to dial Cecilia's number non-stop.